Chapter 72

“Wars take money.” A slow, cruel smile curved the bastard’s black lips. “And those little human bitches in the truck over there are going to bring in a premium price— once I’m done with them.”

“You’re never getting your hands on them!” he growled, launching himself at Curtis with a bloodthirsty roar. But the Lycan was too strong. Razl engaged him with every fighting tactic he’d ever learned, but Curtis was too well trained to be caught off guard, and the drug seemed to have made him invincible to pai